“There doesn’t have to be, unless you let it,” Mom points out.
Aunt Adriana takes a sip of her cocktail.
“It’s times like this where I’m glad to have no ex-lovers. Just two men I love very much.”
I can’t help but smile, knowing Aunt Adriana still loves Andy’s father as if he never left.
“I better go outside,” I inform them with a heavy sigh. “Andy and Nash are neck-in-neck in trying to win Gigi’s attention.”
“Ah, Gigi,” Aunt Adriana brags with a smile. “That girl is like every man’s wet dream.”
“Maybe your future daughter-in-law?”
She chuckles, shaking her head. “Between you and me, I’m hoping that Andy takes his time. This whole falling in love and not thinking straight can wreak havoc on your life. He’s such a good man, plus Julian and him have a big South American trip planned.”
I walk back outside thinking about what Aunt Adriana just said. If anyone knew just how hard the love thing is, it had to be her. I can’t even fathom what she went through all those years and so glad she found a man who loves her just as much as she loves him.
The music gets louder as I walk closer to the large glass doors. Everyone is in the pool, laughing and playing around in the afternoon sun. But my eyes gravitate toward the cabana where Will is standing with Gigi. He is wearing board shorts and sunglasses, his torso completely exposed. I forgot just how sexy he is, every part of him ripped including his abs.
Maybe I didn’t forget, I purposely buried the memory.
Gigi is standing beside him, laughing, only to touch his arm. A slight growl escapes my throat as a burning sensation spreads throughout me. Why is she even talking to him? Didn’t they just meet like a minute ago? I never liked Gigi. Sure, she’s beautiful but a serial flirter.
And why are Andy and Nash in the pool ignoring this? Shouldn’t they be holding her attention, not Will?
I place the jug down and pour myself a drink only for Ava to yell out for one. Will turns his glance toward where I stand, but I ignore him. Ava hops out of the pool and takes the drink from me.
“Why the face?”
“What face?” I ask, looking into the sky. “It’s hot out here.”
“Uh-huh,” she mouths, placing the straw in her mouth and taking a long sip. “You pissed he came? I literally just found out.”
“No, it’s fine. I just don’t understand why Gigi is all over him.”
Ava turns to where they stand as Will gives us another side-eye glance. Gigi is still touching him, making it so obvious, thrusting her perky tits into his face.
“That’s Gigi.”
“That’s Gigi?” I contest, folding my arms. “Why don’t you say something?”
Ava turns back to face me. “And what exactly would you like me to say? Will is single. She is single. As far as I am concerned, no one is crossing any boundaries. As for you, if you have a problem, then you say something.”
How can I even argue this? I have no right to be upset, the ring on my finger contradicts my misplaced emotions. I’m a hypocrite for even feeling remotely jealous. Ava nudges me as Will begins walking over to us. My gaze falls onto the ground, not wanting to unleash my anger onto him and trying to ignore how his shirtless torso is cut to perfection.
“Why the long face, Edwards?” Will mocks, standing behind me. “Are you sad your fiancé isn’t here to whisper sweet nothings into your ear?”
My gaze flicks upwards, straight to his arrogant smirk. What a dick thing to say! This is so Will. Always pushing my buttons and goading some reaction from me.
“Don’t you have somewhere else to be? Like Gigi’s vagina?”
Will places his hand on his heart with a coy and insincere smile. “Ouch, sounds like you’re jealous?”
Ava lowers her head, jumping in the pool with a smirk on her face.
“To be jealous, I would have to actually care,” I tell him, placing my hands on my hips. “A leopard doesn’t change its spots.”
“You know, I’d be careful with that mouth of yours especially since you’re standing so close to the edge of the pool.”